Koleos arrives to the place followed by her company slave and the other minor ones who carry her bagage,as she enters her room the slave stat playing the harp and Koleos sheds her clothes and starts her poetry:

Dear Thera in the sea thou beaches are neat,
nude lads that fish the food that we eat,
Thou galantly beauties make me wish for more,
this place is the best,the best one for love.